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Ladies and gentleman, boys and girls, fangirls and all, it is my great pleasure to present to you….

…..a sequel to the beloved photostory series…..

…..Masquerade…..

…..an all new epic series….

….following the story of Liesel and Edmund (#liesmund)….

OH ALRIGHT! XD

Fellow friends, I give you:

As the moon rises against the sun,So does man rise against man.In 20 year’s time,When the young bird flees from its nest,It will fly into a storm and be struck down.After it has lingered in the shadows a while to sprout its wings,It will return a strong griffin ready to attack it’s prey.And the griffin now full of hatred and strength,Will devour the prey of its wellspring.For as the moon rises against the sun,So does man rise against man.

Eight years in prison. Eight years trapped behind bars. Eight years feeding on darkness.

Seven months fearing what would come to be. When Liesel became pregnant for the second time, it didn’t take long for the prophecy to reach Frederic’s ears, even in a place so isolated as a dungeon. But he had made an ally among the prince’s men. One who was very obliging to aid Frederic in any way he could and today was the day that he would prove his loyalty. Today was the day Frederic would put his plan into action…

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Looking out the window toward our palace garden, I took in a deep breath and let the air from outside fill my lungs. My life had turned out quite differently than I had expected it to. Ten years ago I never imagined that I would be a princess, married to the love of my life, and blessed with a beautiful little girl.

It was truly a miracle that my life had turned out so amazing and soon another little blessing would be added to it.

“Mommy, have you seen Daddy? I can’t find him anywhere!” My sweet daughter asked as she bounded up to me.

“I haven’t seen him all morning. Let’s see if we can find him together.”

Elsie and I stumbled upon Edmund walking toward us, his eyes fixed on the ground as though something was weighing heavy on his mind.

“Edmund, are you alright?” I asked when he didn’t even stop to look up at us.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I was lost in thought,” he said with a smile, but I knew something was bothering him.
“Daddy, can you walk with me in the garden?” Elsie asked, eyes full of hope.

“I’m sorry, not right now, sweetie,” Edmund said. It wasn’t like him to turn down time spent with his daughter. Something was definitely wrong.

Edmund must have sensed that I knew he was hiding something because he asked Elsie to leave us alone for a moment. “It won’t be for long,” he assured her.

“Go on, Elsie. I’ll walk with you later,” I said.
“Okay, Mommy,” she said right before skipping away.

“Edmund what is it?” I asked as I reached for his hand. Edmund closed his eyes and touched my belly. “It’s a dream I had last night…,” he began.

“I’m afraid to tell you about it,” he said, not even daring to look into my eyes.

“Edmund, I’ve never seen you like this. What is it?” I pressed. He was unsettling me more and more with each word he spoke.

“I dreamed something happened to our child… Someone was after it… and-” Edmund paused. “I can’t bring myself to tell you the rest. It was too real and I don’t want to frighten you unnecessarily if it turns out to be nothing more than a silly nightmare.”

“Edmund, tell me wha-” I stopped my sentence when I heard a familiar sound in the distance…

The alarm bells were ringing for all the kingdom to hear. They meant something bad or even dangerous had occurred. But what frightened me most was when Edmund spoke…

“My dream….it’s happening.”

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DUN DUN DUN DUUUUNNNNN!!!! :O :O

What is happening?! :O Yes, I know that I know, but it’s still fun to say. *innocent grin* XD

I don’t know when the next part will be up cause I have VBS all week, but I will get it up just as soon as I can! 😀

Wait, what? Two photostories in a row? I can’t even remember the last time I did that! Well, you are about to find some of my deep, dark secrets… Okay, not really, but you will find out something you’ve been dying to know 😉

“Hey, Delle. That guy over there keeps looking around the diner. Think he’s up to something?” Eli asked his older sister.

Riven-Delle casually looked over to where the guy was sitting. She guessed he was an older teen. Maybe 16 or 17? He seemed kind of suspicious- mostly cause he was wearing a black leather jacket.

They quickly turned their gaze away from him when they noticed he was looking at them.

The teen guy stood up, his food gone except for a few fries and a little left of his grape soda.

Then Riven-Delle casually watched as he walked away from the bar and went out the door.

“Eli, stay here.” Riven-Delle instructed. “I’m gonna go talk to him.”

“Uh, I don’t think you should do that, Delle. He’s obviously not a good guy. It’s not safe.” said Elijah. Riven-Delle didn’t listen, though.

Riven-Delle followed the guy out the door and watched him for any strange behavior. “It seems safe.” She thought.

“Hey, what do you think you’re doing?” Riven-Delle called out and he paused abruptly, as though thinking “Oh no. I m caught.”

“You talking to me?” He inquired as he turned to face her.

“Yeah, I am. You just left the diner without paying.” She stated firmly.

He chuckled and turned his head away.

“Look, don’t say anything about this to anyone. I need to get out of here.” He said urgently.

“What’s your hurry?” She asked.

“I need to help my friend. He’s sick.” He informed.

“Sure he is.” Elijah said as he walked up.

“I told you to wait for me.” Riven-Delle scolded.

“I think he’s just making all this up to get away.” Eli said bluntly.

“Actually, I’m not, kid. My friend really is sick.” He stated.

“Look, I don’t have time to chat with a couple of kids. I gotta get going.” He said, turning to leave.

“I don’t think you should be talking to us that way. I’m actually 14, how old are you?” Riven-Delle inquired.

“16. And before you ask, my name is Weston.” He introduced.

“Well, here’s the thing Weston. If you don’t have any money, I’ll pay the bill for you. And I won’t turn you in.” Riven-Delle offered kindly.

Weston turned away with a sigh. Inside he felt guilty because he did have the money, but he couldn’t tell them that. He needed to get back home and help his friend. “Deal.” He agreed.

And that was the last word they heard him say.

“I hope he’ll be okay.” Riven-Delle said.

“I hope we see him again. I just need to touch that hair. How does he get it to stay up like that?” Eli wondered and Riven-Delle just laughed. She hoped to see him again, too, mostly because she felt sorry for him. She hoped he would turn from his wrong ways…

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YES!! I MADE A BOY DOLL!! I’ve been planning to make him for months now, but I was finally able to do it today! I’m just so in love with him. He’s so amazing!! 😀

I’ll be posting pics soon of the customization process 😉

Do you want a boy doll? What would you want him to look like?

~Jaclynn~
P.S. I also apologize for the first few photos. The lighting in my room is terrible….

“Oh, sure. They look cool, but how do they sound? Go on, play something, Eli.” Lana urged her brother.

“Well, okay.” Eli agreed and strummed a few notes on his electric guitar.

“Hm. That wasn’t so bad.” Lana said, not sounding very impressed.

“Your turn, Dallas. Play something.” Lana ordered her brother.

“Yeah, come on, Dal!” Eli urged him.

“Well, I don’t know…” Dallas said, not feeling very confident.

“Ha! I bet you don’t even know how to play!” Lana sneered.

“I do, too!” Dallas defended himself and placed his fingers on the strings and began to play.

When Eli heard him, he felt sorry he had encouraged him to play. He just knew Lana was going to pick on him, but when he looked at her, she seemed to be smiling. He wondered if perhaps she was enjoying it.

Dallas strummed the last chord and looked at Lana who had her nose up in the air.

“That was the worst thing I have ever heard in my entire life. I can’t believe mommy wasted her money on a guitar for you! You can’t even play! She should have spent that money on something that could actually be played well by somebody. Like a piano for me!” Lana said full of disgust.

“It’s not a waste! I just can’t play very well yet!” Dallas shouted angrily.

Lana leaned over and said, “Dallas, you will never play the guitar well because you don’t have the skill it takes to play it.”

When Lana had left the room, Eli tried to cheer up his brother. “Aw, don’t worry, Dal! Lana always says things like that to everybody. You’ll learn!” Eli encouraged him.

“No, Eli. I think she’s right.” Dallas mumbled as he set his guitar down. Eli frowned and decided it would be best to leave Dallas alone for a while.

After about ten minutes, Jocelyn walked in the room. “Hey, Dallas! What are you doing?” She inquired.

“Nothing.” He replied.

Jocelyn sat on the floor and gave Pepper some love. Then she said, “So I heard mommy got you and Eli some guitars. Why aren’t you playing it?”

“Because I can’t. And, well, Lana heard me play and she said I’ll never be able to play well.” Dallas explained.

“Ooh, I see. Well, have you ever played the guitar before today?” Jocelyn inquired.

“No, this was my first time.” Dallas answered.

“Well, look, you can’t expect to be the best guitar player ever after just 5 minutes of playing. And that goes for anything. If you’ve never done it before, how could you know how to do it perfectly? Just give it some time. Keep practicing and some day you’ll be so good that Lana will wish she had never said what she did.” Jocelyn said.

“I guess you’re right… Thanks, Jocelyn.” Dallas said gratefully.

Jocelyn smiled and said, “No problem.”

THE END

Arent the guitars so cute? I got them at The Dollar Tree a few weeks ago! I think they’re perfect for dolls, but I just wish they could hold them more realistically. Oh well, it still works great! 🙂

Ahoy! T’day be Talk Like A Pirate Day! Can ye believe that this here be the third anniversary of when I made me first swashbuckler photostory series?! Wish I’d known that TLAPD were comin’ up so soon. I had wanted t’start me next pirate series, but now it’ll have t’wait 😉

Okay, I’ll stop talking like a pirate now LOL! So today I have a lyrics photoshoot featuring Victoria and Jake! The song is “One Of Us” from The Lion King 2: Simba’s Pride. 🙂

Deception

Disgrace

Evil as plain as the scowl on his face (I added in scowl 😉 )

Deception (an outrage!)

Disgrace (For shame!)

He asked for trouble the moment he came

And he is not one of us

He has never been one of us

He is not part of us. Not our kind.

Someone once lied to us.

Now we’re not so blind

For we knew he would do what he’s done and we know that he’ll never be one of us

The palace guards had caught me red-handed with the Rainbow Stone and dragged me down to their deepest dungeon. I was to stay there until further notice. I worried terribly about my mother who would wake up the next morning to find me missing and discovering that I had been sent to the dungeon in Ethenia.

I felt like I was awake all night, but knew it wasn’t so when I woke up to a gentle voice saying, “Liesel. Liesel!”

I opened my eyes and saw my mother standing on the other side of my cell wrapped in her golden shawl and carrying an old folded up blanket. “Are you alright, darling?” My mother inquired, her voice quavery.

“No, I’m not, but I am better now that you’re here. Mother, I’m so sorry about all – ” I began, but Mother interrupted me,

“It’s alright. Here, I brought you a blanket to keep yourself warm.” She said as she handed me the blanket through the cell bars.

“Thank you.” I said gratefully and wrapped it around my shoulders. “Mother, truly, I am so sorry. I should have told you about my meeting with Frederic, but I was scared. I thought I was doing the right thing by keeping our secret, but I ended up getting put in jail. I’m so sorry.” I apologized as a few tears entered my eyes.

Mother wrapped her hand around mine and said, “I know, dear. And it’s okay. We’re going to work this out.”

“Times up.” The jail guard said and mother looked back at him sadly.

“I have to go now, but don’t worry. I’ll be back soon. I promise.” Mother said sincerely. “Goodbye, Mother. And thank you.” I said and watched her go with an aching heart.

The next morning, I lay on the floor of my cell sobbing. I missed my mother, my home, and I absolutely hated being locked in the dungeon. I was beyond miserable and completely depressed.

I heard footsteps stop at my cell and looked up, expecting to see my mother, but instead was disgusted at the sight of my visitor. “What are you doing here?” I inquired angrily.

“I’m here to give you the good news. I’ve spoken with the king and he has agreed to let you go.” Frederic said with a broad smile that made me suspicious.

“Why are you smiling?” I asked suspiciously.

“Oh, maybe just because I know that you’ll end up poorer than a lowly servant before long.” He replied with a grin.

“What? What did you do?” I demanded of him.

His face grew serious. “You didn’t get me the Rainbow Stone and now you never will. Therefore, our deal has fallen through. I told several people back at your home kingdom the truth about your father and by now the word is spreading like wild fire. Before long, you and your mother will be in so much debt that you’ll be forced to sell your home and all your belongings. You’ll be living on the streets!” Frederic finished with a merry laugh.

I turned away and said, “No…”

Frederic began walking away, but he said over his shoulder, “You really should thank me. After all, I just gave you back your freedom!” He may have given me back my freedom, but now my life and reputation was destroyed.

As I was walking up to my home I saw my mother standing straight and tall waiting for me. “Liesel, where were you?” She inquired with a sound of worry.

“I got a little distracted on the way home.” I explained. There was a bit of truth to that. I got distracted when I saw Frederic on my way home and went to speak with him. So at least I wasn’t lying completely…. Well, okay, maybe I was….

“You said you’d be back by teatime. I had to entertain our guest on my own because you weren’t here.” Mother stated with annoyance. I knew by the look in her eyes that the guest was Mrs. Oppenheimer – someone my mother and just about everyone in town found it hard to get along with.

“I’m sorry, Mother. I didn’t realize I was gone so long.” I apologized.

“Well next time try to remember to keep your promises. I was about to send for the carriage and go in search of you.” Mother said in distress.

“I will, Mother.” I promised.

“Good. Now let’s go inside out of the sun before we freckle.” Mother suggested and we headed into the house.

That night, I met Frederic in front of Wilcott Palace in Ethenia. “Well, I’m here. What do you need me to do?” I inquired impatiently. I just wanted to get this over with as quickly as possible.

“There’s a stone inside the palace known as The Rainbow Stone. I need you to steal it.” Frederic explained.

“Here, you’ll need this.” He said as he handed me a small black pouch.

“Why won’t you do it yourself? Is it dangerous?” I questioned.

“Why would I risk my life like that?” He answered my question with a question.

My eyes widened in fear when he said that. I sighed and said, “Well, looks like I have a stone to steal.”

I sneaked into the palace through an open window and looked around the dark room. Then I spotted a pedestal with a small stone placed atop a pillow. “That must be The Rainbow Stone.” I thought.

I opened the drawstring pouch and placed the stone inside.

As I pulled the strings tight, I gasped as I heard a man’s voice shout, “Hold it right there!”

I quickly spun around with my hands in the air and saw a palace guard facing me with a gun in hand.

As I was taking a stroll a couple of days after the ball, I noticed Frederic standing not too far away. “I must do anything.” I told myself and mustered up some courage to go speak with him.

“Ahem.” I said to get his attention.

When he faced me, his face lit up. “Ah, Liesel. I’ve been wondering when I would run into you again. What brings you here?” He inquired, trying to sound as kind and polite as he possibly could.

“I’m here to discuss that deal you mentioned at the ball. What do you need me to do?” I asked reluctantly.

Before answering, he looked around as though to make certain that no one else would hear what he was about say.

“It’s not safe to speak here.” He said and looked at a man who was walking by. “I need to know the details, Frederic, although I will do anything to keep my father’s true nature a secret.” I stated firmly.

“I’m glad to hear it.” He said with a grin and reached in his pocket.

“Take this. I need you to meet me at the written destination tonight at midnight.” He issued as he extended his hand out for me to take the paper. I looked down on it and sighed. “How do I know I’m not walking into some sort of trap?” I inquired. “You don’t. But you’ll just have to trust me.” He said sternly.

I hesitantly reached out and took the folded up piece of paper.

“So, it’s a deal? I do what you need me to do and you promise you’ll keep my secret?” I confirmed, still worried that he wouldn’t follow through.

It was the biggest night of the entire year – the Duke and Duchess’ Annual Springtime Ball. I had not wished to go because I never did too well at large parties, balls, or anything such as that, but I knew I had to. If I hadn’t accepted the generous invitation – which was shocking I’d even received one – My family and I would have been completely disgraced. So at the ball, I did my best to engage with some of the other rich girls, but that didn’t go so well. I ended up listening more than talking.

As I was listening to the young ladies chat away, I had a strange feeling inside. Something wasn’t right.

I looked behind me and saw a young man watching the men and women dance away to the music.

Wait a second. I knew that face.

My heart was racing and I found it hard for me to breathe. “Calm. Stay calm.” I told myself.

“Please excuse me, ladies.” I said politely with a quick curtsy.

As I hurried toward the exit, someone tapped my shoulder.

“May I have this dance?” That horrid man inquired with a bow.

Knowing how improper it would be for me to refuse, I reluctantly said, “You may.”

We danced in silence for a moment. I didn’t dare speak or even look at him in the eye. I completely and utterly despised him.

“On the contrary, Frederic, I have no idea why you’re here.” I stated, still not even making eye contact.

“I need you to do something for me.” He began, his eyes squinted and cruel. He continued on to say, “And you will do it, because I’ve got a bit of leverage, which is something you’ll never have on me.”

“And what is that?” I questioned with disgust. “I knew your father. I know what he was and what he did. And I also know how you and your family have tried to hide it all your lives, but the truth has a way of coming out one way or another. Get me what I need, and I’ll keep your little secret.” Frederic offered. I was trying so hard to get the tears in my eyes to disappear. I knew that if I didn’t do what he wanted, he would expose the truth to everyone and our family would be shamed for eternity.

Anger and fear boiled up inside of me and I pushed myself away from him and fled from the palace, leaving Frederic standing alone with a scowl on his face.